I am ElfWomanArya. Background: My friend Sarah was standing behind me, reading the IM. She then leaned on me, put both her hands over my shoulders, and typed, forcing me to fight her off, interjecting with my own truthful comments. However, she kept fighting me and kept typing her own lovelies.

Me: walmart furniture should come with a complimentary midget to put the shit to togetherKristena: like the shoe makers elvesMe: yea they can just come in the the night like little oompa loompa ninja midgets and put the shit togetherKristena: man it would suck to be a midget.. but how would they move the furniture into place. i mean they can't even move their own furniture.Me: maybe midget furniture.Kristena: what if a midget goes to a bar and there are no tables? and they have to sit on a stool? how would they get up?Me: thats why they travel in packs. Kristena: or maybe they make their own little midget ladder

*both of us think of little midgets doing acrobatics*

*no midgets were harmed during the making of this conversation and we were total sober.. and that my friend.. is sad